These weeks are going by fast.
So last weekend on Saturday, I went over to my local water feature at Lake Balboa to hit another milestone for my marathon training. I ran 10 miles, and it took about 2 hours and 10 minutes. In the beginning, for about 30 minutes it was raining/drizzling too. I felt good for the first hour and half, but my legs started getting a bit sore after that. By the end of my run, except for my legs, I felt like I could've kept going a lot longer than I did. Afterwards, I went to one of my favorite sandwich spots and finished a whole sandwich for lunch, but about an hour later I started getting hungry again. Maybe I should've ordered a horse. It was a good run.
Last week I also went in for a routine dentist check up. I found out I had to go in for a procedure this week because there was a complication from something I had to have done a long time ago. So on Monday I spent a couple hours at the dentist and it resulted in some stitches inside my mouth, some swelling that is still noticeable today after 3 days, and having to take antibiotics and ibuprofen for another 4 days or so. Needless to say, this has put a hamper pretty much any training for most of this week. I think my body has recovered from the 10 mile run last week, so I might try some light running or even some hill training today before heading out to class.
On an unrelated note, when I am home in the evening, a little after it gets dark, my dog Mimi starts barking to let me know that she's hungry and wants some food. Last night, it got close to 10:00pm and I didn't hear anything. I don't know exactly how old she is because we got her after she was given away by a family who didn't want to take care of her anymore, but I do know she's been showing signs of age, like less energy and reduced hearing. So, I went outside with a bowl of food and looked for her but she wouldn't come out of wherever she was in the backyard. I went over to her little dog house and it looked like she was sleeping in there so I tapped on the house a couple times and she wouldn't move. I sat there looking at her for a minute and it didn't look like she was breathing. When I reached over to try to wake her up, I immediately felt a cold, familiar, stiffness....familiar because I've had a dog that passed away before. I really loved the way she would play with me for hours and chase after the tennis ball seemingly all day long. I'll always remember the way her tongue would hang out of her mouth and she would drool after we ran around for a bit, how her legs would twitch and mimic running while she was sleeping, how she found my dad's lost reading glasses in the garden and waited at the door in the morning with them in her mouth, and the quirky things she would do when she would try to get comfortable in a particular spot or when she tried not to get wet when it was raining. I miss her already.
